[ And in return, he doesn't seem all too offended by the light barb she throws his way. ]
I've been told conversation isn't my strong suit.
[ Too dull, too preachy, too centered around the prince of Ylisse. Whatever the reason, it doesn't bother him anymore. It's never been his job to converse politely anyway, yet here he is, trading words with a thief and possibly a killer.
He lowers his lance, enough so that it points at her feet rather than her heart. ]
Fine. [ Without waiting for any confirmation, he keeps speaking. ] What do you want with the heart?
[ There's no other reason they would have been attacked. ]
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I've been told conversation isn't my strong suit.
[ Too dull, too preachy, too centered around the prince of Ylisse. Whatever the reason, it doesn't bother him anymore. It's never been his job to converse politely anyway, yet here he is, trading words with a thief and possibly a killer.
He lowers his lance, enough so that it points at her feet rather than her heart. ]
Fine. [ Without waiting for any confirmation, he keeps speaking. ] What do you want with the heart?
[ There's no other reason they would have been attacked. ]